Giacomo Puccini Quotes & Sayings

Cold calculation, random spots of color, mathematically exact construction (clearly shown or concealed), drawing that is now silent and now strident ... Is this not form? — Giacomo Puccini

How the stars shone.
How sweet the earth smelled.
The orchard gate creaked,
and a footstep pressed on the sand.
And she entered, fragrant as a flower, and fell into my arms.
Oh, sweet kisses, lingering caresses.
Slowly, trembling, I gazed upon her beauty.
Now my dream of true love is lost forever.
My last hour has flown, and I die, hopeless, and never have I loved life more. — Giacomo Puccini

Art is a kind of illness. — Giacomo Puccini

The music of this opera (Madame Butterfly) was dictated to me by God. I was merely instrumental in getting it on paper and communicating it to the public. — Giacomo Puccini

The work comes into the world at an undetermined hour, from a still unknown, but it comes inevitably. — Giacomo Puccini

I lived for art, I lived for love — Giacomo Puccini

What a rush you're in to show me the last dregs of your vile soul! — Giacomo Puccini

See, the night doth enfold us! See, all the world lies sleeping! — Giacomo Puccini

I'm working, but there is so much still to be done! And it frightens me to think of my weight of years. But on we go, without fear or hesitation! — Giacomo Puccini

Inspiration is an awakening, a quickening of all man's faculties, and it is manifested in all high artistic achievements. — Giacomo Puccini

Even you, o Princess, in your cold room, watch the stars, that tremble with love and with hope. But my secret is hidden within me, my name no one shall know... — Giacomo Puccini